Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 372

Chapter 372 Lisa: Ava's Camp

LISA

After miles of walking, the sun is pretty high in the sky.

I'm too exhausted to shove back layers to take a peek at my watch, plus I really don't want to know what time it is. If it's too early, I'll know we're still ages from seeing Ava. If it's too late, I'll be even more exhausted knowing how long we've been trudging through the snow.

Better to just keep going as my lungs burn and my whole body aches. I really thought I was ready for this, but I'm not in as good of shape as I'd thought.

Kellan's doubtful stare when I asked to come along is really making sense.

"Don't worry." Mira's friendly voice tells me she's back. Sometimes she roams ahead, helping break trail. "We aren't far now."

Thank. Fucking. God.

Mira points at a thin line of grey against the pale winter sky. "See that smoke? That's their camp."

My shoulders sag with relief as I stare at the back of Kellan's head. His broad shoulders haven't slowed once during our trek, and here I am ready to collapse. "Have I slowed you all down?"

"Not at all." Mira's smile warms her words. "We don't always scout in wolf form, you know."

"Why not?" It hadn't occurred to me that they would do that, but now that she's mentioned it—well, why wouldn't they? "Wouldn't it be easier?"

the snow, her boots sending up a sparkling spray. "Things are different when we're shifted. We don't make a habit of staying in wolf form for

"Different how?"

More primal. Instincts take over. Pack bonds grow stronger, but complex reasoning becomes harder. Plus, clothes are a pain to

another glance at Kellan's back. His

my spine despite the freezing air. My legs burn with each step through the deep snow, and my breath comes in harsh pants that crystallize in front of my face. The rising sun does nothing to warm me, though its rays paint the endless white

The promise of warmth and food urges me forward those

snow as she

I can wave back, a silver blur crashes through the snow. Selene slams into me with the force of a furry semi, knocking me flat on

laugh, trying to shield my

hands grip my arms, hauling me back to my feet. Snow clings to my clothes, but I don't care as I stumble forward

doing all the way out here?" Ava squeezes me back just as

rosy flush in her cheeks. She looks better

meal down

already deep in conversation with Marcus, their heads bent together as they discuss whatever important wolf business demands their attention. We're here to bring meat back

I heard you caught

men caught a moose. I'm just going

loops her arm through mine, leading me

sparing us a glance as we enter the warm

observe. Most tents I've ever seen camping are small. Not the kind you

bad, but Greg snored all

a folded sleeping bag. My muscles protest the movement—I'll definitely feel this trek tomorrow. But

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